“Well, one thing we now know is that this place has no respect for timelines.” Loki figures he might as well just spit out that tidbit since he clearly didn’t cover his surprise well. Not that he’d been trying all that hard. It wasn’t like this was information he felt needed keeping secret. “I am from the year 2018 and seeing as you clearly do not actually believe I am the God of Mischief, then we are clearly from completely different timelines.”

It had been easy enough to pick up from how Robert had responded to his revelation. No one from his world would not know who he was. “And the mythology is quite over done. Some stories are fairly accurate, but I can assure you, I have no children.” Why that was the myth that had always bothered him, Loki wasn’t about to look into, but on the rare occasion he was asked, that was the one he brought up just to strike down.

Loki gave Robert and honest smile and nodded his head. “Now, since we are both new here, and clearly this is a strange scenario, might I ask how you came to be here and what you have found thus far? I have been wondering if we were all brought here in the same way around the same time and if so, is there anything else we call have in common that might have resulted in us being chosen to be brought here.” It was just as likely it was random, but it was easier to figure things out if that were not the case.